Thomas Leroy: What's going on? Nina: [crying] Lily! You made her my alternate? Thomas Leroy: Well there's always an alternate. Lily is the best choice. Nina: No, but she wants my role. Thomas Leroy: Every dancer in the world wants your role. Nina: No...
Lily: I can't believe he calls her that. It's so gross. Nina: I think it's sweet. Lily: Little princess? He probably calls every girl that. Nina: No way! That's just for Beth. Lily: I bet he'll be calling you little princess any day now. Nina: I don'...
I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow...
I don't think there are enough words in the world that exist to express exactly just how much I love my son! He's right there in the front of my soul, he can turn me into an eagle, a lioness, a tigress, a swan! A goof or a queen! There's no underesti...
One evening he was in his room, his brow pressing hard against the pane, looking, without seeing them, at the chestnut trees in the park, which had lost much of their russet-coloured foliage. A heavy mist obscured the distance, and the night was fall...
Yes You Are! Like the Blossoming rose, Like the Rays of hope. Like a deer in the forest, Like an athlete full of zest. Like a lamp in temple, Like the life feeling ample. Like the feel of the dawn, Like the grace of the swan. Like the melody of sitar...
On the beach, at dawn: Four small stones clearly Hugging each other. How many kinds of love Might there be in the world, And how many formations might they make And who am I ever To imagine I could know Such a marvelous business? When the sun broke I...
Dream of the Tundra Swan Dusk fell and the cold came creeping, cam prickling into our hearts. As we tucked beaks into feathers and settled for sleep, our wings knew. That night, we dreamed the journey: ice-blue sky and the yodel of flight, the sun's ...
Nina: You put something in my drink. Lily: Yeah. Nina: And then you just took off in the morning? Lily: In the morning? Nina: Yeah, you slept over. Lily: [baffled] Um... no. Unless your name is Tom and you got a dick. Nina: But we... Lily: But we wha...
Erica: Sounds like quite an evening. Wish I could have been there. Nina: You know I asked. Erica: I know you did, Susie told me. I guess he wanted you all to himself. Nina: That's not why. Erica: I don't blame him. [looks at Nina's earrings] Erica: W...
The evening before I departed I stood on the rim of a lagoon on Isla Rabida. Flamingos rode on its dark surface like pink swans, apparently asleep. Small, curved feathers, shed from their breasts, drifted away from them over the water on a light bree...
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility ...
In your hands The dog, the donkey, surely they know They are alive. Who would argue otherwise? But now, after years of consideration, I am getting beyond that. What about the sunflowers? What about The tulips, and the pines? Listen, all you have to d...
Erica: Shh, it's okay. I'm here. You were scratching all night. Nina: Where's my clock? Erica: Don't worry about that. Nina: What time is it? Erica: Shh. Nina: My show is tonight. Erica: No, no, no. [pushes Nina back on the pillow] Erica: No, don't w...
Andrew: You haven't told me who you are. Nina: I'm a dancer. Andrew: No, I meant your name. Nina: Oh, Nina. Tom: So are you two sisters? Nina: No. Lily: Yes! Blood sisters. Nina: We dance in the same company. Tom: Ah, ballerinas. No wonder you two lo...
Erica: Do you have any idea what time it is? Nina: [drunk] Uh... late? Erica: Where have you been? Nina: To the moon! Lily: And back. Erica: You've been drinking. Nina: Ding ding ding ding! Erica: What else? Nina: Huh? Erica: [raises voice] What else...
Erica: Has he tried anything with you? He has a reputation. I have a right to be concerned, Nina. You've been staying late so many nights rehearsing. I hope he isn't taking advantage. Nina: He's not. Erica: Good. I just don't want you to make the sam...
The sweetness of dogs (fifteen) What do you say, Percy? I am thinking of sitting out on the sand to watch the moon rise. Full tonight. So we go and the moon rises, so beautiful it makes me shudder, makes me think about time and space, makes me take m...
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, a...
Tom Dancer’s gift of a whitebark pine cone You never know What opportunity Is going to travel to you, Or through you. Once a friend gave me A small pine cone- One of a few He found in the scat Of a grizzly In Utah maybe, Or Wyoming. I took it home ...
Erica: You're working yourself too hard. We all have off days. Nina: If that girl hadn't barged in. Erica: I'm sure she didn't mean to. Remember when you first started? If I hadn't taken you to each of your classes you would have been completely lost...
